Tang San: What Belongs to You, No One Can Take Away

Tang San paid no attention at all to the opinions of the people of the Douluo Plane.

He continued, "Your feeling is correct. At most, there is only one minute left.

"No, there are only thirty seconds left now. But even so, it is enough.

"There is one last thing I need to tell you. On this Douluo Continent, it is not just my son who remains.

"I also left behind my father, Tang Hao, and my mother, Ah Yin, so that they could take care of my son, Tang Wulin."

As he said this, Tang San suddenly bowed deeply toward the sky.

The sky suddenly became brighter.

An immensely powerful aura erupted, twisting the air and shaking space.

Dark clouds suddenly gathered overhead, accompanied by flashes of lightning and peals of thunder.

The aura belonging to the Abyssal Sage King abruptly collapsed.

Large clusters of seven-colored halos appeared out of thin air and condensed into form.

In the end, they transformed into an enormous seven-colored hammer that descended from the heavens.

"No, that's impossible! How could the Plane Master of the Douluo Continent take form?"

The Abyssal Sage King's face filled with astonishment, shock, fear, and unwillingness at the sight of the massive hammer.

Boom! Just as his words fell—

The gigantic seven-colored hammer in the sky crashed down.

Carrying an incomparably terrifying thunderous aura, it smashed fiercely into the Abyssal Sage King.

Boom...

Amid a violent collision and a scream of agony—

The deep-blue light scattered.

The Abyssal Sage King's body had been smashed into pieces.

It turned into countless strands of deep-blue energy.

Those deep-blue strands of Abyss Energy still tried to flee, scattering in every direction.

Their target was naturally the Abyss Channel.

Only by preserving even a trace of his origin power within the Abyss